Rugburns - Tree Hugger Lyrics
Id rather have a shitty girlfriend than a shitty carIf my girlfriend starts to get on my nerves I could travel really farId rather have a shitty meal than a shitty resumecause a totally awesome resume will feed me steak one dayId rather have a shitty body than a shitty voiceOn my body I could wear some clothes, on my voice I have no choiceFeed me peas and feed me corn and feed me wild oatsLets move to the hills together and raise some chicken and goatsI dont need tofu if Ive got you to help me forget those buggers, ohWell forget our differences and live like a couple tree huggersThe earth is so polluted I could never walk barefoot, ouchOn earth day I was going to plant some trees, but I planted my ass on the couchI try to eat whats good for me, but I like captain crunchAnd an extra large snickers bar with a glass of hawaiian punchI was going to join an ad hoc committee, but I dont know what ad hoc meansI think its a special kind of rock for stone washed denim jeansFeed me peas and feed me corn and feed me wild oatsLets move to the hills together and raise some chicken and goatsI dont need tofu if Ive got you to help me forget those buggers, ohWell forget our differences and live like a couple tree huggersI went to a special school for kids whose parents were catholicOn hot dog day we could wear what we wanted, I always ate four and got sickOnce I kissed a girl behind the convent and I got really flusteredIll never forget the way she smelled, she tasted just like mustardNow every time I go to the market and I reach the mustard rowI have to hurry up and leave or my crotch begins to growFeed me peas and feed me corn and feed me wild oatsLets move to the hills together and raise some chicken and goatsI dont need tofu if Ive got you to help me forget those buggers, ohWell forget our differences and live like a couple tree huggersAs a child I was pretty sick, I could make my arm come out of its socketI used to like a girl scout once she put her hand inside of my pocketI used to go to church a lot, I was an altar boyGot to ring the bells at communion time, it gave me special joyDont know what I believe in now, Im filled with foggy guiltIm too scared not to believe in god, I never touch myself under my quiltFeed me peas and feed me corn and feed me wild oatsLets move to the hills together and raise some chicken and goatsI dont need tofu if Ive got you to help me forget those buggers, ohEvery dayll be hot dog day and well live like a couple tree huggers
